Dedicated Loyal Skulls to the Marvel Universe

"You skeletons should stay in the trash!"

The high flame devil held up Clayton's power sword and taunted.

"Hmph, dirty devils, you can only tremble under the light of my emperor!"

Clayton hit the high-level flame demon with several shots, but the opponent didn't care at all that several holes were made in his body. He howled loudly and then pounced on it.

Clayton was thrown to the ground and the bolter in his hand was thrown aside. The two five-meter-tall monsters rolled together like street gangsters. They started punching and kicking each other.

"Quick, quick, quick! Everyone follow!"

The three of Matthew, Raul and Steve acted together. They led two hundred Astartes warriors to run rampant throughout the battlefield, and their armor and swords were stained red with the blood of the devil.

"It's so satisfying, the quality of this armor is really good!" Steve exclaimed, he hadn't felt so happy in a long time.

Compared with the Astartes armor on his body, Steve suddenly felt that the ones he wore before were all scum.

"Hahahahaha, that's necessary!"

Raul laughed and chopped off the head of a low-level devil. Now the wave of evil demons has become scattered, and the most common ones on the battlefield are low-level devils.

"Yes, we have the most sophisticated equipment in the empire."

Matthew stood on the trench, the bolter in his hand spraying flames.

"What a humble bunch."

Matthew took out an undead grenade and opened the fuse and threw it.

boom!

A bunch of low-level devils were blown away.

swoosh

A huge fireball flew over, aiming directly at Matthew, who was still standing still.

"Get out of the way!"

Steve's pupils shrank, he ran over and pulled Matthew down.

The huge fireball flew past Matthew's helmet and blew up several unlucky Christo Legion soldiers.

"It's really bad luck!"

Matthew took off the helmet he was wearing, revealing his ferocious skull and said to Steve, "Thank you so much, brother Steve."

This life-saving grace made Matthew recognize Steve from the bottom of his heart.

Steve didn't pay attention to Matthew's hideous skull. He smashed Matthew's breastplate with his fist and said, "These are small things. Be careful in the future."

After saying that, Steve raised his gun and fired a burst of fire to drive away the low-level devils who came up, and then said: "It seems they are in a hurry."

"That's not."

Raul took out the necromantic ray gun that had been hanging on his waist, killed a medium-sized devil with one shot, and said, "These guys can't hold it in any longer."

"We can't be what we were before. Now I feel like I can kill them all at once."

Matthew touched his smooth skull and said, "Just let this damn thing go away."

While Steve and the others were talking and laughing, not far away from them, Xiejie was staring at them silently.

"My brothers, I hope you will not betray my emperor's trust in the end."

Xiejie said in his heart.

The Evil Emissaries are a force proficient in anti-undead skills. Their mission is to monitor other Astartes and, if necessary, detain and arrest those Astartes who are soft-hearted towards the enemy. Many of their skills can be used Hit the soul fire of the undead warriors directly.

"Steve? 6? 1 Rogers......"

Xiejie glanced at Steve again, and then led his descendants to fight, performing necessary supervision and evaluation while killing demons.

"Let's go, my descendants..." Evil Jie led the evil spirit envoys to other battlefields silently, and whispered: "Don't be soft-hearted to races other than the undead. Races are different, and what you think in your heart is Different."

"And this kind of soft-heartedness may cause earth-shaking changes in the entire war situation."

Seeing the Astartes killing everyone, the gathered middle devils could no longer bear the killing of their subordinates. This was their capital and rations for future hegemony, so how could they lose it here? ! !

Then nearly a thousand medium-sized devils began to appear, and the entire battle began to heat up.

"Hahahahaha, Richard, the medium devils under my command have already arrived, and your Astartes warriors are vulnerable."

"And you will also become the second god to fall under my hands!"

Above the battlefield, Yan Po's voice echoed through the sky, his words full of disdain and contempt for Richard.

"presumptuous!"

"you wanna die!"

"Damn things!"

"How can you provoke my emperor!!!"

The Soul Primarchs were immediately furious, raising their heads and yelling at Yan Po for his arrogant behavior.

"Humph, ants! Your existence is so humble, and you still dare to make a noise!"

A huge arm of lava stretched out and struck the entire battlefield.

It seems that Yan Po wants all the devils to die together with the Astartes and the Christos Legion.

"Oh, I bought it..."

Tony was stunned, he had never experienced anything like this.

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Dan's forehead, and he began to doubt in his heart. Is this kind of destructive power really something that SHIELD can deal with?

"Now I can only rely on Sir Richard..."

Clinton, Natasha, and Colson were also stunned. Under the threat of death, they could only wait for Richard to take action.

The devils looked at this posture, and the entire front line had completely collapsed, and all the devils were scrambling to escape Yan Po's big hand.

On the other hand, the Astartes and Christos Legionnaires were still determined to destroy all enemies within their range of perception.

They firmly believe that Richard can protect them, our emperor will not abandon any soul of the dead, and only this kind of emperor can gain their loyalty and faith.

Richard did not disappoint the expectations of all the undead. A giant white bone hand appeared out of thin air and slapped away Yan Po's lava arm.

Such a seemingly simple move was actually Yan Po's test and demonstration against Richard.

"Your Excellency Yan Po."

Obviously, in the previous mental power contest, both of them already knew each other's names.

"Why bother with my men like this?"

"Because they dare to insult me!!!"

"oh, I see."

Richard's voice contained a clear meaning, and then he changed the topic and asked: "Then do I also have to care about your men's dirty words about me?"

Richard's voice was gentle and majestic, and at the same time, another giant white bone hand appeared and swatted at the devils.

"Bastard! How dare you!!!"

Another lava arm appeared and blocked Richard's blow.

"What? You are allowed to do it, but not me? What a double-standard dog!"

"Damn it! How dare you talk to me like that!!!"